Lyrics:
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Hair long, nail long, money long, too
Get a bag, spin it, make it back time two
I could never let nobody tell me what to do
If a nigga get
Come to getting paper I'm right in the mood like let's get it
Gone off the perks I won't bust when I'm in it nah
Cop me some work than I dump til it's
If the meek shall inherit the earth
And not the weak
Let me inherit the street, fuck it
You know what I mean?
I mean I love life man, you know
a disorder
Check my swag, pen and pad, mic, and recorder
I'm in the kitchen cookin' up mane just place your order
What you need mix it up til you niggas get
the rip and ain't gotta talk bout it that thing on my hip lets go, I been feeling I been killing everybody they ain't with me on the flow
I been killing by
on this
We didn't get here on accident
Don't make me bring out them racks again
Your two best friends are some savages
Damn, how many days has it been?
a Jerry curl, so
Take it off, bend it over let me see it
I'ma break you off, you know I'm bout to blow this cheese
So baby take it off, bend it over let me
bitch
Send my main bitch get her ass did
Don’t mix me up with this rap shit
I’m not the one that u can cap with
Say bitch what u tryna do
Jump
outta here anyway"
I use peoples before they use me
'Cause you could get got by an Uzi over an OZ
That's what a OG told me
Gots to find someplace
outta here anyway"
I use peoples before they use me
'Cause you could get got by an Uzi over an OZ
That's what a OG told me
Gots to find someplace
Make up the rules for me to live by
Rules you break and just let it slide
You try and find you inside of me
Be as great as you want me to be
everywhere Gucc go and get the camper
White girls too ohh Julie Annie Amber
Can I squeeze your boobs
Let me see your boobs
Ain't none of these bitches
On my
(Aye)
(What's the word)
(Aye, aye)
(We in the stu with Zack man let's get it)
(Enviyon on the mix)
(Aye)
I been by my lonely(Lonely)
Do drugs by my
And change yo plans
It's the numbers on your phone
And numbers on your cell
Verse 2 Juicy J
I ain't messed up by messin crooked cowards
Wit a nigga name
matter anymore.
Let me introduce you baby, to my bottle of henney. Ain't a problem in the world when you're sipping with me. K.u.t, mix a little, say
the emotion
Hey party people
Let's wind it up one more time yeah, yeah
Let's feed me chocolate put it in my mouth
So great for my appetite
Don't let it run all
in the mix
No wonder I'm out of the mix
No wonder I'm out of the way
I promise that imma be rich
I promise that imma get paid
You better watch out for
Get your happy ass outta dodge
The rumors you heard ain't slander
Willie D don't give a fuck about a goddamn by-stander
So when you see me clutch my
Sometimes we don't know everything, let me be the first to blaze that blessing
I never thought I would see myself as a murderer but there's only so many more
the party lit like a damn candle
Step on work with my bare feet, I don't need sandals
Damn, now, let's get stupid
I can teach your ass the game, but don't
backend your bitch
Spend a light twenty let me backend my wrist
Do the right thing make them backends legit
Lost in the sauce cant get back in the mix
Made
of the summer, or even twenty below
I'm a bad muthafucka, I'm way too fuckin' cold
Let me tell you what they say, when I'm pullin' off my drawers
They say ooh
the rubber off, let's get a plan B
Imma make it happen every time it ain't no plan C
She keep shooting her shot but I great D
Damn why this bitch just mix
We're sorry, there's no way that you can possibly get a refund";
A thousand dollars and a weekend island drained
But a lesson well learned, so let me
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